Yueyao had run out of thread, and Xi Yu handed her another prepared needle and thread. Yueyao's speed was such that she couldn't have done it without the help of several maids.
Xiang Wei looked at the lifelike mandarin ducks on the wedding dress and felt somewhat emotional. This isn't a wedding dress; it's simply a pleasing piece of art: "Miss, after you wear this wedding dress, it will just be stored at the bottom of a chest. What a pity." Such a beautiful item being displayed only once is a true waste.
Xi Yu chimed in: "Sister Xiang Wei, when the miss gets married, it will undoubtedly cause a sensation in the whole city." Even the top embroideresses couldn't stitch a wedding dress so beautifully. Each and every mandarin duck seemed alive.
